When You're From Mars

Days are twisted sickly gifted,
Days are none when there's no sun
Singing a song humming along
No words no sleep no time

Go by the thoughts of blight filling up your mental prison
Fucking cutting flesh and wounds, rewritten scars people driving cars

Life behind bars
When you are from mars
Life behind bars
When you are from mars

Set the sun, pull out the gun afraid you watch the spiders come
Sickening, you hate your guts you've been running away from all you've got

There's no healthy to grief but there's always too much time
One day you'll finally see yourself running back to me

Life behind bars
When you are from mars
Life behind bars
When you are from mars

And I don't know if I'll ever come back home
I've ran myself down in a ditch I'm just as bright as the sun
I have no patience I'm wearing thin, I'm singing all night long
My neighbors hate me and everyone thinks I'm a bum
I'm crossfading between life and death, All I ever feel is in song



Credits
Writer(s): Albert Ingvarsson
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